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It's 4 Oclock
Contributed by
ladymaki
on
Saturday, 4th March 2006 @ 12:24:27 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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It's 4 oclock..
My shirt's inside out
and my skirt shows the scars.
I stare out my window
watching the cars
that drive past my house
in the middle of the night..
then I read over your notes
in the shining street light.
You managed to fix it,
to cheer me up that day.
But what happens when you take back those words that you say?
I stare at the snow,
at the rocks and the trees..
I look 'round my room,
and blacks all that I see.
I wish you were here,
cuz I need to be held..
I stare at the marks that
once described how I felt.
3 more hours
till I have to get up.
The war against the blade
I'll never give up..
Copyright ©
ladymaki
... [
2006-03-04 12:24:27] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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